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Well it is official. I will be returning to the Shakey Isles Come March having voted for the socialist government (again) who promise me no more interest and who say they will offer me an amnesty on all the non-resident payments on my student loan that frankly, I havn’t paid. "Ooh Ahh Labour" (pronounced Labah)
Worst thing about not being in NZ at the moment…Missing the (Premier?) of Minginui, Luxton’s movie on the old school forestry dpt. town of the same name. Lumiere gives it a pretty good review here and here. So I guess I’ll have to hit up adam for a private screening when I get back.
Image ripped off from Luxton (sorry Adam)
The Holidays drag on. Three days of class starting at 9am and I am buggered. Tuesday night I came home and fell asleep at 5pm for a couple of hours. 
And BTW I can’t believe they shot Kate. More of the same early starts for the next 3 weeks or so. BUT 2 DAYS HOLIDAY coming up on the first and second of August. Whoopee! (Without any hint of sarcasim.) Sunday will go to Daejon to watch Korea play China in the soccer. And Thursday next week try and make it to Chonju to watch South Korea play North Korea - Freakin exciting that one will be lots and lots of pictures for sure, but not too happy with the logistics on that one, we’ll have to wait and see.
Pictures from Samwon Garden BTW - really good trad. Korean BBQ restaurant - all expensive and swanky on it
and here is some stuff I jotted down on the back of a napkin on the KTX
a couple of months ago - nothing of a literary masterpiece, but worthy
of 5th form English at any rate.
Yongsan station is soomething of a hulking mass of concrete, glass and light. By day ten storeys of glass reflect the Seoul suun. By night it is lit by hundreds of neon lights. Like most modern pieces of architecture in the capital, it’s wide open precints, sharp lines and general clenliness are in stark contrast to it’s immediate surrounds: The usual maze of crowded alleyways and in Yongsan’s case Seoul’s red light district. Or should that be Pink light district, a virtual rabbit warren of little shops walled entirely by glass where prostitutes preen and make themselves up ready for some dodgy Ajossi wanting to spend a few quid.
Seoul station looks as if it was designed by the same mind - a castle of gilt steel and glass in the middle of the city. Nestled under it’s arm, just to the right, the original station (built by the Japanese I think). In it’s lap a large open plaza - the focal point of many pro-democracy demonstrations in the ’80s and nowadays just as many labour protests. (Aaaah capitalism….) Seoul station though, lacks the cleanliness of it’s cousins, brought about in no small part by the huge numbers of homeless peopple that congregate there day and night. 
The men tend to keep to themselves, drinking soju, reclining in the sun, the women however acoust travelers at the foot of the large staircase leading to the main entrance. Are they begging? Perhaps spreading the ‘good word’? My language skills, and their odour, preclude me from asking.
Both Images are from Yongsan Stn. Second one was with out a tripod and very shaky but hey…?!
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I ve been reading along for a while now. I just wanted to drop you a comment to say keep up the good work.
Joan
Tips Beauty 12.01.08 @ 7:13 amTips Beauty